a timeless reflection deep inside the wires of the eternal moment
Saturday, 10 February 2007
Gone with the mystic circus
Tell me what your feeling is when your inside the garden made of bliss. Tell me that you are the One who lifted me up my feet back on the open ground. Who has made the dessert green who has ever been an infinite liquid fire? Tell me that it was I who was gone with the mystic circus.
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